[ that burns bile all the way up his throat, his thoughts supply a very helpful, somewhat whispered. 'empty.' then the instant rebuke against his own brain, hissing, wordless fury. ]
[ the voice in his head helpfully provides: `you're slipping. get it together. you weren't doing so badly, were you ... ?` and he shakes his head like he's trying to get the sound out. ]
It's not as if anyone here has earned that privilege from me.
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More than ever.
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[ on what? the bile? whatever he is using to compensate for what he is feeling? ]
It seems to be a struggle.
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It's not as if anyone here has earned that privilege from me.
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Would that be a bad thing, if they did? Our time together is still young.
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What are you, exactly?
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I am but a simple demon, at your service. Nothing too extravagant.
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I don't know what I expected.
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Bad experience?
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Can't say I've much personal experience with your kind. Only being accused of it.
[ gesturing to his own horns. also pretending quite hard he wasn't extremely angry like three seconds ago. ]
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I do blend in with them a lot more when I look like this. I hope the comments weren't rude...?